Dreamflux Reef.
Sol, Robin, and Sparkle walked together down the street.
"Miss Robin, could you give me an autograph?"
Sparkle clasped her hands together and looked at Robin pitifully.
"Of course. Where would you like me to sign?"
Robin smiled gently.
She really couldn't tell—was this person also her fan?
But thinking back to what Sparkle had said at the beginning, calling her a diehard fan actually made perfect sense.
"Sign it on my hand! And make it the prettiest autograph!"
Sparkle said with a fervent expression.
"That… isn't impossible." Robin was taken aback and said hesitantly, "But I didn't bring a pen."
"It's fine." Sparkle revealed a triumphant, scheming smile. "Just use your finger and sign on my hand. I really like the feeling of Miss Robin's fingers gliding across my palm—it must be absolutely wonderful. Just thinking about it makes my heart tremble."
"…"
Robin's refined expression nearly cracked.
Isn't this a bit…
No, this is definitely a pervert.
But seeing that the other party was a petite and adorable girl, Robin still nodded. "Alright… if you like it."
A cute girl like this wouldn't do anything bad… right?
"Come on, come on!"
Sparkle eagerly stretched her slender hand out toward Robin.
Robin raised her hand, her fingers covered by thin white gloves, and gently touched Sparkle's palm.
Before she could even start tracing, another hand covered over—Sparkle's right hand.
Sparkle smiled with narrowed eyes. "Miss Robin, I'll help you."
"Mm."
Robin nodded stiffly and began tracing on Sparkle's hand.
"Miss Robin, your hands are so smooth!"
Sparkle exclaimed softly as she touched, her voice filled with delight.
She raised her eyebrows at Sol, wearing an expression of pure enjoyment.
Darling, am I amazing or what?
"…"
Sol could only sigh inwardly—yuri really is powerful.
So many perfectly normal girls end up bent like this without even realizing it.
Yeah. Boys too.
Very quickly.
Robin finished the autograph and hurriedly pulled her hand back, as if startled.
Even though the one touching her had been a cute girl, it still felt… strange.
Sparkle hopped back to Sol's side and showed off her left hand with the invisible autograph, saying proudly, "Darling, did you learn it? If you did, hurry up and try it yourself. Using Miss Robin's autograph-giving hands—"
Sol's danger sense flared instantly, and he covered Sparkle's mouth without hesitation.
If he wasn't mistaken, the rest of that sentence would absolutely have been something along the lines of 'it feels even better than punching a chicken' or some other outrageous nonsense.
If that got said out loud, it would be a lethal outcome.
Darling, you get me!
Sparkle shot Sol a flirtatious wink, feeling perfectly in sync.
Sol pretended not to see it and turned to Robin. "Miss Robin, she just likes you too much. To the point of being a bit unhinged."
"It's alright. I've met fans who were even more extreme."
Robin smiled considerately.
After all, it was just another girl who liked girls—she'd encountered more than one before.
Only then did Sol feel reassured. He looked at Sparkle and said, "Sparkle, now that you've gotten the autograph, you can't say things that cause misunderstandings anymore. Otherwise, I'll get a serious headache."
I'll have a headache. And so will you.
"Mhm."
Sparkle nodded, obedient yet regretful.
She really wanted to see Sol embarrass himself—really, really wanted to!
Too bad she hadn't fully recovered yet. Otherwise, she definitely would've messed around a bit more.
"It seems the two of you have a very good relationship."
Robin looked at the pair playfully bickering, a hint of envy in her eyes.
Her relationship with her brother had been close, but they had rarely joked around like this.
Even now, she didn't have a single friend like that by her side.
"Love at first sight, two days ago. It's indeed a bond worth remembering."
Sol nodded slightly, sounding a little sentimental.
Among all the girlfriends he had, his connection with Sparkle was extremely unique.
Because it was too humble and then got reversed—it was uniquely special.
"Two days ago…"
Robin murmured softly.
Two days ago was the day the Golden Hour was sealed off.
And coincidentally, Sol had been one of her brother's key persons of interest. He had been in the Golden Hour that day as well—and had even driven away the Bloodhound Family's enforcers.
So… could there be a connection?
She recalled the sun she had seen before, floating above the Golden Hour and granting gifts to everyone.
"Miss Robin, are you feeling envious?"
Sparkle finally got a chance to speak, smiling brightly. "If you want a bond like this, I can share some of mine with you."
"Thank you." Robin declined politely. "Everyone should have their own experiences and friends. I'd rather experience things myself."
"Is that so? What a shame."
Sparkle shook her head regretfully. "You have no idea what kind of scalding, blazing love you're missing out on!"
She couldn't help but try to sell it—this kind of good stuff shouldn't be enjoyed alone.
Sol, hurry up and deliver it to Miss Robin!
"Scalding, blazing love… it does sound beautiful."
Robin carefully savored the intense emotion in those words and said softly, "I think one day, I'll have it too."
Just imagining it was enough to know how rugged and intense such a relationship must be.
To think that in just two days, a Masked Fool could become completely devoted like a little bird clinging to someone—it was almost unimaginable.
She laughed freely, brushed past a topic she, as a single person, wasn't qualified to discuss, and then looked at Sol seriously.
"Mr. Mercer, may I ask you for some guidance? Could you tell me where I should go from here?"
"Why ask that all of a sudden?"
Sol was a little curious.
"Because you seem to know a great deal. Both the Masked Fools and the Stellaron Hunters have been impressed by you."
"In your eyes, Penacony seems to have no secrets at all."
Robin thought for a moment and continued earnestly. "You're waiting for the Charmony Festival, but for someone like you, it doesn't seem worthy of that much attention."
From the Stellaron Hunters at the beginning, to the Masked Fools now, and possibly even the events surrounding the Golden Hour.
That sun in the sky—something The Family had tried every means to remove, yet failed.
This person's abilities were absolutely those of a top-tier Pathstrider, or perhaps even something greater.
The Charmony Festival alone was not enough to attract an existence like that—just as the ruler of Screwllum, Herta of the Genius Society's 84th seat, had declined The Family's invitation altogether.
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